Now that she was pressing on it, the bruise was very noticeable. It was tender, actually, though her press on it wasn't unpleasant. Still, that was strange, because Stan didn't know where he could have...
she must be a wild one
Oh.
Oh!
Stan took a step back, startled.
"I-" he stuttered and stumbled, more nervous than he'd even been around Millicent. "I don't- You haven't- Have-" He gulped in some air and blurted out all in one rush, "Did you have any dreams last night?"